We left Bratislava on a stinking hot day and boarded a hydrofoil for Vienna, Austria. This was my second hydrofoil ride and I must say that these things are great. I get terribly seasick on most forms of watercraft, but not on these fascinating hydrofoil contraptions. I must get me one of these someday.
The trip was €46 for both of us and lasted about an hour and forty-five minutes as we sped down the Danube River into Austria. (Tip: If you take the Lod ferry, make sure to turn left as you embark and take a seat in the middle section since the windows open and it’s a much cooler ride.) After we got off the ferry, we hoofed it a few blocks to the taxi stand. Wouldn’t it make more sense to have the taxi stand right at the ferry port? Just a suggestion. Anyway, we knew we were in Austria because all of the taxis were Mercedes-Benzes.
We arrived at our host’s apartment early so we decided to grab dinner since we knew she was coming back from Berlin that evening and we wanted to give her time to settle in. We grabbed dinner at a nearby Italian place, which was decent, but nothing special. The waiter brought as tap water even though he said that it’s usually not ok, but we clearly looked like we needed some water. Apparently, in Austria, as in Germany, it’s practically rude to ask for tap water at a restaurant and sometimes the waiter will just deny you. I hope they get over that ridiculous practice soon because I think it’s rude to not give me tap water.
After dinner we met up with our host, her roommates, her boyfriend and his friend from Florida who just moved to Vienna two days earlier for a job. We hung out with our host and her boyfriend for the rest of the trip when they were available, which meant after work on the weeknights. Hanging out with locals is a great experience every time we visit a new city. We did some things that we never even imagined we’d do in Vienna, but I can’t talk about those things on a public blog. Let’s just say, what happens in Vienna, stays in Vienna.
Since we hung out with locals, we managed to avoid a lot of the typical touristy things that people are forced to endure in a popular city like Vienna. We hung out at the Museum Quarter on a cool evening and drank beer in the open-air courtyard, we had delicious ice cream from a tiny shop that most tourists totally miss as they flock to the giant “eis cafes,” we walked along the canal after dark with our new Viennese friends, and we had one of the best non-chocolate desserts EVER at a non-touristy restaurant under the oldest church in Vienna; basically, we chilled like the locals and it was perfect.
We also went to a couple of museums in the Museum Quarter and got to see some great works by Gustav Klimpt and Egon Schiele, stuff that you probably would not see outside of Austria. I have less artistic ability in my entire body than Kanako has in one eyelash, but I could stare at a beautiful work of art for hours. Too bad I can’t absorb creative ability through my eyeballs.
The only thing I regret in Vienna was that we missed the opera season, but this just gives us another reason to go back.
Go to our Flickr album to see all the food that I ate in Vienna.